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finally made my move, now it's yours. but your move is not to move, Time. I just have to wait until it's my move again, and then I'll make my move, and then you'll just wait again. Playing time, waiting. One day, as I said to Linds this morning, we'll wake up somewhere else, and it'll finally be real, and I'll want to get out of bed, get dressed, and look out of the window, and I'll see beauty in whatever is there, and I'll be happier. I know it.
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what's it to you?
who
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